"stop."

Li Jiuzhe's shouting did not work at all.

Now, there are only two roads in front of Che Liancheng-

The first way is to jump to the ring and surrender.

The second way, let Wu Ameng hit the ring with one punch, and he would also admit defeat.

However, in comparison, the second type lost a little more brilliantly. Che Liancheng calculated the way out and hit Wu Ameng with a punch. As long as he got Wu Ameng's fist, he would take advantage of the opportunity to jump down by himself. In this way, no one could find fault and he would not be injured.

Abacus, the game was pretty good. Just as the two of them had their fists junction, Che Liancheng's feet were off the ground and he was about to jump off the stage. Who would have thought that when Wu Amen turned his wrist and his arm was shocked, Che Liancheng felt a huge elastic force surge towards him, like a tide of overwhelming seas, quite fierce.

If it were on the flat ground, the car Liancheng would probably be able to resist it. But now he was in mid-air, without even room for resistance and struggle. Wow! The man was directly smashed out, and a very standard parabolic movement came in the air, and it hit the ground.

This fall was much more serious than Li Ergouzi kicking him down just now.

Che Liancheng felt the air surging, his throat was itchy, and finally he couldn't control it, and he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. This time, Li Jiuzhe's reaction was quite fast. He ran up a few steps, held Che Liancheng, stuffed a pill into his mouth, and asked, "Liancheng, how do you feel?"

Che Liancheng gasped for a few breaths before his mood stabilized a little. He shook his head and said, "Mr. Li, I...I'm fine."

Jia Simiao came up again and asked, "Che Liancheng, are you a diving athlete?"

Diving athlete? Che Liancheng didn't understand why Jia Simiao suddenly said this, so he shook his head.

"No? It's unlikely?"

Jia Simiao was very excited and gestured, shouting: "The action you fell off the ring just now was so perfect, with almost no flaws. If you were not a professional diving athlete, how could you make such exquisite and difficult movements? Don't be modest."

What is this? Are there any ridicule and ridicule people like this? They don’t spit out dirty words, and they are talking about Jia Simiao.

Originally, Che Liancheng's breathing, qi and blood were slightly more stable, and Jia Si Miao's words opened his mouth and spit out two mouthfuls of blood. It was simply more lethal than Wu Ameng's elasticity just now.

Li Ergouzi jumped over and asked, "Che Liancheng, are you still unwilling to accept it? Otherwise, when you go to the stage, we will call someone to fight you?"

Still fighting? After these two games, Che Liancheng suffered internal injuries. If he continued to fight, would he still be able to return to South Korea alive? There is something important about their coming to China, not blood. Even if he donated blood freely, there is no need to vomit like this, which is too wasteful.

This is a huge loss of face.

Che Liancheng's face turned pale, and he almost breathed a sigh of relief, but he couldn't get up. It was Li Jiuzhe who reached out and slapped Che Liancheng twice in the chest, and his tone came to his senses.

Li Jiuzhe said: "Jia Simiao, we gave up in the competition."

Jia Simiao asked, "What did you say? I didn't know clearly."

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Always, it is really uncomfortable to be despised by those who despise others.

Li Jiuzhe could still laugh: "Isn't this unfair to you? I think we should use a fair and just way to learn about medical skills."

Jia Simiao said: "That's simple. Have you seen that column? They are all patients who come here for treatment. We will give them numbers and draw lots to touch them. This will avoid the possibility of cheating and will be fair to everyone. What do you think?"

"This is a good method."

Just after the Provincial Traditional Chinese Medicine Conference, Jia Simiao made some adjustments to the competition rules of the Provincial Traditional Chinese Medicine Conference. Immediately, someone put the numbers one by one into the hands of the patients in the team. Then, he put the numbers one by one in a cardboard box and asked Li Jiuzhe to touch the numbers.

These were done in front of Lee Ji-chul, Che Liancheng and Park Tae-yong, and no one could find fault.

Jia Simiao asked, "How is it? Is it fair?"

Although he was unhappy with Jia Simiao, Li Jiuzhe still wanted to say that Jia Simiao did it very fairly, so he nodded and said, "Okay, not bad."

"Then please ask Mr. Li to touch the number."

"good."

Li Jiuzhe did not dare to neglect the honor and disgrace of the country, so he went up and touched a number.

This patient is an old man in a wheelchair and his son accompanied him. The disease is simple, it is rheumatism, which makes it difficult to get hurt when it is windy or rainy. I have been treated many times before, but it has no effect. Gradually, the condition worsened and I couldn't eat and couldn't even touch the ground.

Now, the old man's son was really frightened and he quickly treated the hospitals in the provincial capital, but there was no effect. This time, I heard that there was a three-day free medical consultation here, and the doctors were all contestants from the Provincial Traditional Chinese Medicine Conference. These were all Chinese medicine elites from all over the country, so he brought the old man over.

The old man and his son were unsure of whether they could be cured.

Jia Simiao waved his hand and asked Li Jiuzhe to go up for treatment. Not long after, Li Jiuzhe retreated with a serious expression. Jia Simiao put five fingers on the old man's wrist, felt the beating of his pulse, and asked about his condition, and then retreated.

There were at least a few hundred people at the scene, but it was quiet and there was no sound. Their eyes fell on Jia Simiao and Li Jiuzhe on the stage, and their hearts were very nervous. Everyone was Chinese, and they didn't feel anything in the past. Suddenly competing with foreigners, they naturally became angry in their hearts.

They didn't say anything, but they were secretly cheering Jia Simiao up in their hearts. They encouraged him and must not lose.

The Chinese medicine contestants gathered together in groups of three or three, muttering a few words from time to time. On the stage, they also put themselves in their shoes and thought about what the patient was. Almost no exception, they all thought it was rheumatism. Because the symptoms were too obvious.

Yang Deshan said: "Look at the topic board."

Li Jiuzhe was diagnosed with rheumatism.
Chapter completed!